White Pickup

I like the way his dark jeans fit

the slender bearded man in plain white tee

and espadrilles who works a bit

on something over a cup of coffee

 

and then zips his folio,

walks out to his big white truck

and drives off toward what would be the sunset

if it were later in the day and hadn’t rained yet,

but whatever he’s selling, I am sold.

I wonder if he’d like to…

 

Copyright 2014

T. Allen Culpepper

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